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but nothing that gets said
gets us out of cabbagetown
oh
but nothing that gets said
gets us out of cabbagetown
oh
got a job in a cotton mill
but everybody called it cabbagetown
oh-oh-oh
got a job in a cotton mill
but everybody called it cabbagetown
oh-oh-oh
chipped & twisted horns. thinking: maybe i'll make friends some day with the cows in the pens and the rambouillet
but for now i'll keep away - i got nothin' smart to say. but there's a sign on the barn in the cabbagetown: when the rain picks up and the sun goes down
sinners
chipped & twisted horns. thinking: maybe i'll make friends some day with the cows in the pens and the rambouillet
but for now i'll keep away - i got nothin' smart to say. but there's a sign on the barn in the cabbagetown: when the rain picks up and the sun goes down
sinners